Well, might as well be the first one.

[hider=Fen][img=http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/223/e/5/backpacker_by_monorus-d6hpgf3.png]
Minus the pokeballs of course.[/hider]
RPG Name: Raven_Operative
Character Name: Fen Jatmoore
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Personality: Very outgoing and adventurous. Loves to talk/haggle, and is usually getting into all sorts of mischief (though [i]usually[/i] not causing any permanent damage). Her decision making process is usually like this: Is it fun? -> if yes -> LETS DO IT!

Background: Fen never did particularly well at school, greatly preferring to skip, goof off, and generally do anything BUT sit still and study. After high school, she decided to forgo university or college education, and roamed where ever the wind took her. Backpacking around Europe, she made her living doing odd jobs as she moved from town to town. Occasionally, she would stay for a month or two, if the work she was being paid for was steady, allowing her to save up a decent amount of money. Out of necessity, she lived as a pauper, buying the cheapest clothing, cheapest food, and living in the cheapest motels, in order to allow her to stretch her meager income and allow her to continue traveling. Her lifestyle wasn't glamorous, but the ability to keep moving on to new and more exciting places meant that Fen was quite happy with living like this, at least for the time being.

Eventually she came back to North America, fleeing the instability and violence that was plaguing Europe - a backpacker had no real lifeline in the case of a war. However, when she arrived, she found that while it was better, it was still a relatively dangerous and unstable place. It seemed like the whole world was going to shit, and that worried Fen. For the first time in her life, she actually settled down and thought about her future. Working a job that payed just slightly above minimum wage, she settled in a small farming community, saving up as much as she could. She had heard about this new city sized bomb shelter called 'New Haven', via some rumors from hunters and what she found on the internet in the public library. When a small skirmish broke out a few miles away from the town she was staying in, she decided that this bomb shelter would probably be the best place for her to live. She had nothing tying her down, and she had already grown tired of fleeing towns on the edge of conflict as a way of life during her time in Europe. No, now it was time for her to find someplace safe that she could stay in. Her wanderlust had subsided somewhat, and she was looking forward to a place she could stay where she knew she would be safe, at least for a while. 

The price point was also a major bonus. Fen could only save up so much on her minimum wage pay, but even she would be able to afford living in this shelter. With that in mind, Fen took a few days off work to get the paperwork all sorted out, and was eventually granted entry as one of New Haven's newest inhabitants.

Connections: While Fen met a lot of people in her backpacking days, none of them would probably remember her, nor would she remember them. It is safe to say she has no connections to speak of.

Notes: Yes, I did read the rules. Fen has no real intellectual skills to speak of, but she is more physically fit and stronger than the average woman, due to the exertion required when traveling on foot from place to place.